Chapter 001 Birthday

  Today is Tang An's third birthday, but he doesn't have the mood to care about celebrating or not.

  His old parents were busy in the house, and the servants came and went in a hurry. When they saw this little longevity star sitting on the small bamboo chair at the door, their faces all showed sincere smiles, but those smiles had a hint of pity.

  "Master, may all your wishes come true and have a safe and peaceful birthday today."

  The little kid heard this and just stared at them blankly, not saying a word or responding. The servant girls didn't mind either, continuing to tease the little kid, putting all sorts of good things in front of him, food, toys, everything was available.

  But the little kid looked and felt even more depressed.

  This little brat was originally named Tang Sheng, his body was extremely poor, and he often got sick. All the doctors in Zhongzhou City said that he would not live past three years old. His parents didn't know how many times they secretly cried about this. Originally, both of them had given up hope, and were just preparing to let the child happily spend a few more years before passing away.

  Later on, a famous master came to Zhongzhou City.

  This master is said to be a Taoist immortal from the Zhongnan Mountains, with many mysterious and unpredictable methods. As soon as he arrived, he cured the young master of the Lin family at the city gate who was on the verge of dying. However, this master is very greedy and has a bad reputation.

  But Tang's couple is ill and desperate for a cure, let alone their only biological son. Can the master be more greedy about money than his own son's life?

  The Tang couple spent a lot of money and pulled various relationships to get an appointment with the prefect of Zhongzhou City. The prefect agreed, but only after this master had put on enough airs, did he reluctantly agree to come to the Tang residence for a visit.

  The master's eyes burst out with a flash of light as soon as he saw the little brat, but immediately dimmed again, muttering "what a pity" repeatedly.

  Tang's father and mother thought the master was saying that the child was pitiful and would not live long, and they couldn't help but shed tears again. However, the master stroked his three-inch beard, with a mysterious look on his face, saying that this child was destined to live a long life, but for some reason, he also had an early death fate. After finishing speaking, he muttered to himself, "Strange, strange, not clear, not clear."

  The parents of the little brat didn't hear what the master said afterwards, they only heard the master say that the child would live a long life.

  As soon as they heard the master's words, their hearts, which had been dead for a long time, immediately grasped a glimmer of hope and came back to life.

  The couple hastily knelt down, repeatedly kowtowing to the master, crying and begging him to point out a way to escape their predicament. They also presented the master with gold and silver, asking him to please help rescue their child.

  The master stroked his three-inch-long white beard, pinched his fingers together and said that the child's fate was unusual, his name being Tang Sheng, which was too grandiose, possibly shortening his lifespan. If he were to change his name, a miracle might occur.

  Mr. and Mrs. Tang had already lost hope, but when they heard the master's words, and with the precedent of young Master Lin before them, they immediately grasped at the last straw like a drowning person. Mr. Tang promptly took out a large sum of money and begged the master to help change their child's name.

  The master calculated for a while, and then gave another safe talisman, saying that it could protect the child until his third birthday. As for the name, let's just call him "An" (peace). Everything he did was to hope that the child would grow up safely. However, when the master left, he casually mentioned, "The jade Guanyin in Mr. Tang's house is extraordinary." Of course, Mr. Tang presented it with both hands.

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  Today is Tang An's third birthday. The master once said that whether a child can pass this calamity depends on the will of heaven. So, everyone in the Tang Mansion attaches great importance to today. In the inner courtyard, Tang's mother directed the servants and maids, seeing her son's frail and thin appearance, she secretly wiped away tears behind her back, feeling extremely bitter in her heart.

  "My child is pitiful, I hope he can safely pass this calamity. If my child is safe and sound, I am willing to shorten my life by thirty years as his mother."

  Tang An was wearing open-crotch pants at this moment, his eyes were dull and he stared blankly at the busy crowd around him.

  Everything here is not the world he is familiar with. He always feels that he is now in a dream, but everything around him is clearly real. As he looked on, he suddenly jumped up from the small bamboo chair, and his little foot kicked the small chair away. The chair made a "crash" sound, and it fell from the corridor to the courtyard outside.

  But Tanganana, because of his long illness and pale face, suddenly showed a sickly flush. He kicked away the chair, took two steps forward, stood in the middle of the courtyard, suddenly put one hand on his waist, pointed to the sky with the other, and shouted loudly: "Heaven, you're playing me!"

  The servants and maids who were coming and going saw the little kid's action, first stopped in surprise, and those who reacted quickly made a "thud" sound, throwing the brocade box they were holding to send to the main hall on the ground. Upon hearing this sound, others seemed to be infected, also "bang bang" throwing things in their hands to the ground.

  The maids didn't even have time to pick up the things that had been knocked to the ground, and they pulled out their shrill voices, shouting as they ran towards the back of the house: "Heavenly Lord, protect us! The mistress, the young master has stood up!"

  The servants rushed to the front hall like flying: "Master, master, young master's illness is better!"

  The original Xiao Tang An was physically weak, and at the age of three, he still couldn't walk. No wonder all the doctors advised Old Master Tang to give up, this child would eventually die young.

  At this moment, Tang An shouted two sentences and suddenly felt suffocated in his chest. He wanted to hold onto the stairs for support, but at that instant, he suddenly felt a swelling sensation on his forehead, followed by a wave of dizziness and darkness. In an instant, everything went black before his eyes, his legs turned soft, and with a "thud", he fainted.

  The servants saw Tang An faint and fell into a panic, rushing around in all directions, shouting: "Master, mistress, young master is not well!"

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  Something incredibly bizarre happened to everyone this morning.

  Today is Tang An's birthday, but he lives alone. On his birthday, apart from himself, not many people think of him. Since his parents died in a car accident one after another, the world has been lonely for him.

  So today's birthday is just like usual for Tang An.

  Woke up at 7, arrived at the company at 8, finished a day's work, and then went home to have two bowls of noodles. The days passed like this, without any change whether it was a birthday or not. But something unexpected happened this morning.

  At 7:00 am, Tang An got out of bed on time. His face was unwashed, his teeth unbrushed, and he hadn't even put on his old glasses frame, but he turned on the computer first. This was his habit. Every morning, he would turn on the computer and stare at it as it booted up, sitting in front of it in a daze, planning out what to do for the day and where he could slack off a bit. But today, lying back in his chair, he couldn't plan anything.

  It seems like the computer has gone wrong!

  "Do you want to know what it's like to be a master? Do you want to roam freely and become a legendary hero, respected by all?"

  Looking at the small words "You are the next master" on the computer screen, with a strong killing intent and a hint of fantasy. And those three huge exclamation marks.

  Tang An suddenly couldn't remain calm!

  "What's going on? Did I accidentally get poisoned while eating last night?"

  Tang An's heart was filled with trepidation as he slowly moved the mouse to the position of the cross in the upper right corner of the font.

  Fork!

  The bright red font "floats" for a moment and then disappears.

  Then Tang An calmed down again. He rubbed his sour eyes and walked to the bathroom in his slippers with a relaxed "thud thud" sound.

  After he was busy for a while and came out, he found that the computer had problems again.

  On the computer screen, a scene appeared that almost anyone who has seen a little bit of martial arts could guess.

  The cool moonlight, like water, spills over the top of the Forbidden City. Under the purple moon, there is a man. Wearing white clothes and holding a shining sword, he stands against the wind, his long hair flying like electricity. Lifting his head, his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes are even more striking, captivating countless young girls. Yet, in this handsome face, an icy aura pervades.

  There is a kind of person who has reached the realm close to God. Because he has no emotions. There is a kind of swordsmanship that nobody can see. Because those who have seen it before are already buried in the ground. There is a kind of loneliness that cannot be described. Because it comes from the depths of the soul.

  That man is called Ximen Chui Xue!

  He is waiting for Ye Gucheng!

  On the night of the full moon, at the pinnacle of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, an immortal flying fairy from beyond the sky!

  "My god, this is too cool! Forget it, I'm dead, I'm dead, I won't be going to class today. Playing hooky, I want to play hooky, playing games, I want to play this game! Even if it's a virus, I'll acknowledge it!"

  Tang An only felt that the bitter and fruitless wait for a martial arts game in his heart had reignited at this moment, and the momentum was like a wildfire spreading across the prairie, unstoppable.

  He pulled over a chair with a "bang" and sat down, hastily clicking on "Start Game".

  The blue buffer at the bottom of the screen instantly soared to its maximum value.

  The screen flickered and a lively background music started playing.

  With the background music, the screen slowly opened its curtain.

  Only the right side of the screen, high mountains and flowing water. The small town in the back is a peaceful scene. And a man is sitting on a stone step with ease. His right hand holds a sword, beside him is a beautiful woman playing the zither and singing, occasionally turning around to smile at the man. The woman's gentle emotions are like water, as beautiful as a lotus flower, making people infatuated.

  "Roaming the rivers and lakes, accompanied by beauties, with swords and wine, singing while traveling. Good scenery, good atmosphere, this game should be pretty good..."

  Tang An thought about it and couldn't wait to go create a new character.

  "Huh? How is it already built?"

  Only on the column of character names, it was written in bold: Tang An!

  But under the characters is another line of small words introducing, dense and numerous, too many to see clearly.

  "How can this name be the same as mine? Is it really a virus?" Tang An struggled for half a day, but he couldn't change the name no matter what. Helpless, he could only proceed to the next step. He really wanted to see what kind of game this beautiful scene was after all!

  "Next is the character's bone addition points. Hmm, this needs some consideration."

  Tang An stroked his chin, pinching it with his fingers. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

  "The ultimate martial art in the world is unbeatable with speed!"

  But soon he felt that this tone was a bit extreme?

  There are four attribute options in the root bone column: Strength, Agility, Physique, and Intellect.

  "Whatever... it's just a game anyway? I'm tired of being a jack-of-all-trades, might as well try the extreme route too."

  So Tang An added all of Agility's talent to the highest point. As for other talents, there was no way, they could only be slightly lower.

  "Are you sure?"

  "Confirmed!"

  So, after Tang An nodded in confirmation.

  There is no after...

  And then, it became like this...

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